It’s easy to find seasonal words at my house right now, even in the form of a $3 pillow from Target.
Good advice there: Be Merry!
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By Carole
By Carole
By Carole
There I was yesterday, chin in hand, contemplating what I was going to blog about today.
I have no new knitting to show you.
And wordless Wednesday posts always feel like cheating to me.
Then I thought – Words In The Wild for Wednesday! That’s always good.
But, what words?
Hmmmmm.
While contemplating my dilemma I read my email and Patty said:
I would love to see a picture of the cross stitched 10 Commandments. So. Special.
Well, I’m nothing if not accommodating. Here it is.
It was stitched on paper by my great-great-grandmother, Anna Elizabeth Smith Jones. Her claim to fame, other than creating this amazing family heirloom, is that she saw Abraham Lincoln.
So, there you have it. Words in the Wild. If you can call The Ten Commandments wild, that is.
By Carole
Periodically yesterday I wondered what I would blog about today. It’s Wednesday, so I could easily have done a post about knitting. But right now I only have socks on the needles and well, they are unfinished socks. Meh. And also, right now, my Miss BB sweater is blocked and awaiting seaming. An unseamed sweater? Also meh. So, you know, I was contemplating. I thought a wordless post would be okay – but I don’t have any spectacular photos you haven’t seen right now. And I thought a Words in the Wild post would be okay, too, but again, no photos with words.
And then after lunch I sat down at my desk with a pile of magazines to catalog. And would you just look at the cover of the April issue of Country Living?
Words in the Wild, right there. And a blog post was born. How ’bout that.
By Carole
Like many people these days, I have a Keurig. And let me tell you – I love this thing. I get a fresh hot cup of coffee whenever I want and – here’s the part that really matters to me – it’s consistently good. You see, before we had the Keurig, Dale made the coffee and his coffee was, well, weak most of the time. You may recall, my coffee was too strong for him. And so for years I suffered with his weak coffee. Blech.
The purchase of the Keurig, though, meant that we could all have our favorite coffee – weak, strong, flavored, decaf – ahhhh the possibilities. The downside of the thing is that it’s pricey. And it’s also bad for the environment – all those damn plastic K cups have bound to be filling up the landfill. That’s why I was so excited when I found these Wide Awake Coffee Co. single serve cups. They have a mesh filter on the bottom and the cutest owl graphics ever – each one designed to reflect the type of coffee being brewed.
My favorite is the breakfast blend.
And I love that after the Keurig machine punches the whole in the cup the owl gets a little O shaped mouth.